Intro to Dance, Wednesday Period 1

[arboreal_priestess]

It was once again too early in the morning for this. But the moose had been immovable and so here they were again, bright and early, unlike the sun which hadn't even risen a full hour ago.

Disgraceful. That was what it was.

But she had class, which meant that even if she couldn't quite hit 'pep,' she still couldn't be a zombie for them.

After going through that morning's stretches (to the catchy beat of 90s Italian pop), Verity explained the day's lesson. "So much of dance is being able to move your body around to the music," she explained. "But sometime around puberty, most people forget how to just move. We become stiff and locked up, moving all of our body at once instead of individual parts. This is especially true with hips and, honestly, if you can't move your hips freely, you'll never be able to dance. So today, we're going to do some exercises to loosen you all right up."

Shop Class; Wednesday, Third Period [01/09].

[special_rabbit]

"Welcome back, class," Amaya greeted them with a nod and a faint smirk as they got settled in the shop. "I hope your week's been going well, and that you're in the mood to get to work and get to making something new, because that's what's on the agenda for today."

It was...on the agenda for every class, really.

"A great thing about this school is that we've got some really solid resources at our fingertips, and the next few weeks will be focused on projects that'll allow you to get familiar with some of the equipment that we'll be using throughout the semester. Today's going to be focused on the table saw, which is a tool you'll be using a lot, as well as a tool that's important to use properly, because all those spinny blades make it an awful lot of fun, but it also makes it pretty dangerous if you're not careful.

"Now, a quintessential shop class project," Amaya continued, "or so I'm told because we didn't have anything like this back when I went to school, is a bird house, though I like to give it a little Fandom Island twist, because what we'll be making are actually squirrel houses. You may be asking yourself, but what makes it different?, and the answer to that question is simple:

"Booze. It's booze."

She started to hand out copies of her blueprints and instructions, and then got out the prototype she'd made in advance as she explained. "We did this last semester, too, but it's still as good an introduction to the table saw now as it was then. The idea behind the squirrel house is to have a little place to entice the radio squirrels into when you might want some privacy or to ensure that someone you say or do doesn't make the broadcast. And if you don't know it already, then here's your lesson that the best way to bribe those squirrels into secrecy is with a little bit of booze. So you'll notice the interior here is set up almost like a bar, where the squirrel can mosey on up inside, and we're going to include this little feeder bottle-like apparatus where you take one of these individual-size bottles of booze," she held one up as an example--rum, of course!, "put it in upside down like thus, and now the squirrel can go inside, go up to the bottle, and have himself a little drink while you go about your business without its tiny little nose all up in it.

"I'm having you guys attempt to build this from start to finish," she informed them, "which means following the blueprints carefully to trace out the pattern on the wood, and then using these table saws to cut them before we put them together. And since these table saws are dangerous, let's take a second to go over how they're used. And remember, gloves and goggles whenever using any of the equipment. Safety first!"

As she demonstrated how to use the saw and peppered it with safety details, she added, "If you have any reservations about using the power saw, people don't hesitate to ask for help; put Norman to work, too, if I'm already helping someone; he's got plenty of experience from last time around, or you can always try a more traditional saw, but that's likely to take up more of your time and energy.

"For the holes, we're going to use a drill and a jigsaw, which is also a good alternative if the table saw makes you a little nervous," and she demonstrated that as well, "and then we're going to go old-fashioned when we nail these pieces together, with a good ol' fashioned hammer and some wood glue for a little extra stick. And if you find yourself with some extra time, you can sand it up, make it look nice, trim off some of your rough edges, and there you go! Your very own squirrel house!"

"Any questions before we get started?"

The Future Is Swell! - Wednesday

[imafuturist]

There was a movie already queued up for the class in order to demonstrate the subject at hand. Because flying cars was gonna be easier than food replicators. You know. From a logistics point of view.

"Welcome back! Glad to see you all again," Tony said. "We're going to start off one of many examples of some 'science fiction' that I know my co-teacher here was sad wasn't common place by this time."

Steve winked at Sabine. "Flying cars!"

"Flying cars," Tony agreed with a grin. "So, we'll watch a little bit of this movie and let you all consider how you would make these a reality with the technology and tools available to you here. Next week, we can put those thoughts into action. We want you to discuss it among yourselves, there one specific wrong or right answer here."

"We have paper available if you're old-fashioned like me and want to sketch out an idea that way, and computers if you're more like Tony," Steve said. "Watch to see what we have in mind, then have fun brainstorming today, okay?"

"And enjoy the movie. Its one of my favorites," Tony added brightly.

An Excuse for Field Trips, Wednesday 4th period

[sharp_man]

Class this week had been handwavily informed to bring with them clothes suitable for physical activity. When they met at Portalocity, their teachers would be there, Hannibal in a designer leather jacket, tailored jeans, and heavy silk shirt, and Jono... still in his usual leather jacket and jeans, because Jono was nothing if not predictable. At least they matched more this week?

"Welcome again," Hannibal said. "We thought we would start with something both active and interactive, an opportunity to experience nature and," he nodded at Prompto, "food and drink."

//This week, we're doing remote locations and unbeatable views,// Jono said, sounding fairly amused, because of course Hannibal had found a way to work food and drink into this nonsense. Honestly now. //We'll be heading to the Rocky Mountains in Colorado, where some enterprising individual has set up ziplines.//

But then, of course Jono found a way to work in extreme vertigo, so they were probably even.

Hannibal was possibly smirking, just enough that Jono could tell. "If you're inclined to fly above the mountains on a thin line of wire at high speeds to see them, please feel free. If you would rather spend your time in the tavern, that is also an option." He'd paid the staff well enough for a private party and no checking of IDs.

//I'll be taking the ziplines,// Jono added, helpfully. Because taverns weren't exactly his deal these days. //Hannibal will be Team Tavern. Yes, you absolutely can start on the zipline and then head to the tavern when you're done.//

"Either way, we hope you will enjoy yourselves."